Sunday, June 20, 2010

Bloody Love


Love bleeds,

a strangled cry escapes her lips

as in an ocean of hatred her blood it drips.

Her tears are smeared across her heavenly face,

Charity it seems has lost her grace.


Love's seed are dug up from their nesting place

scattered to the winds

gone to waste.

Love weeps, for hope has died,

buried deep, but long lives pride.


From these evils none can hide .

Poor love has drowned in high tide.

Battered and broken

tormented and strained ,

Love's chaste name has now been stained.


Doubt kills Faith and Fear consumes,

our once kind Love , she needs no room

for truth or trust or perfect plans.

Love's heart lies broken in her hands.

Friday, June 4, 2010

(500) Days of Summer






"Boy meets girl, Boy falls in love, Girl doesn't"



A story about love but not a love story. (500) Days of summer is the most truthful romantic comedy I have ever seen. I absolutely fell in love with this movie, perhaps its Summer's quirky charm, or Tom's sweet likable-ness. Maybe it's the amazing cinematography and off beat editing that Indie films deliver, or maybe it's the near perfect sound track (the best since Juno). What ever it is, this movie is a must see, It shatters all the "rules" of the Hollywood romance and yet it is an honest look at having loved and lost.

Tom the hopeless romantic falls in love with Summer, the girl who every other guy wants but can never have, the girl who believes that love isn't real. The cut and paste editing is a reflection of Tom's memory of his year and a half with Summer, in memory we choose what we want to remember. The film highlights the good and the bad of falling in love. We see how Tom suffers and looses his faith in love. And just like Tom one minute we love Summer and the next we think she's such a bitch.

The movie is full of heart and truth and soul. It is a remarkably insightful and funny reinvention of the genre and if you have ever loved and lost this movie would be easy company. Director Marc Webb shines in his feature film and I honestly can't wait to see
where he goes from here.

P.S: This movie reminds me of Juno, in fact I think I'm gonna watch that right now.




Friday, May 28, 2010

CUT



MY VEINS OPEN
WIDE OPEN
SPILL MY SORROW
THAT RUNS DOWN MY ARM
AND DRIPS FROM MY ELBOW
AND FORMS A RANCID POOL AT MY FEET.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

DESCENDING MOUNT DOOM

LIFE IS REALLY A TRIP. I'VE BEEN GONE FOR A MINUTE, BUT NOW I'M BACK WITH THE JUMP OFF. READY TO BLOG ONCE MORE. THINGS HAVE TAKEN MANY UNEXPECTED TURNS FOR ME DURING THE LAST FEW MONTHS. I WOULD BE LYING IF I SAID THAT IT'S ALL GOOD, BUT I HAVE LEARNT SO VERY MUCH, ABOUT MYSELF, ABOUT THE WORLD AND ABOUT HUMAN NATURE IN GENERAL; THAT PERHAPS I CAN SAY THAT IT'S MUCH BETTER, BETTER THAT IT WAS BEFORE [PLAYING POLLYANA'S GLAD GAME :) ].


EVEN SO, THE STRUGGLE IS ALWAYS WELCOME AFTER IT HAS LEFT. ONLY THEN CAN WE REALLY APPRECIATE IT'S MANY LESSONS, AND TAKE THE TIME TO CONVERT THE PAIN INTO GROWTH. SOMETIMES GOING IN THE DIRECTION THAT WE NEED TO GO IS DIFFICULT AND SOMETIMES THE ROAD IS FILLED WITH SHARP STONES AND BRIERS, BUT TRUE AND SIGNIFICANT GROWTH HAPPENS DURING THESE PERILOUS JOURNEYS. YOU JUST ASK FRODO, MOUNT DOOM WAS TRULY A BITCH, AND MAYBE HE WAS NEVER THE SAME AGAIN, BUT SOME PAIN IS NECESSARY AND GOES BEYOND SELF. THE WISDOM AND STRENGTH GAINED AT THE END OF IT ALL, MAKES THE WHOLE TERRIBLE EXPERIENCE SOMEHOW WORTH IT. (ALTHOUGH I'M PRETTY SURE FRODO WOULD DISAGREE WITH ME)


AND YET, ON THE ROAD OF LIFE THERE ARE NO DEAD ENDS,  WHERE ONE STORY ENDS ANOTHER BEGINS, AND THE FIGHT EVER ONGOING, SO GAME FACE ON, LIGHT FOOTED AND SMILING HEART I AM READY TO TAKE ON THE WORLD.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

RUNAWAY


RUN AWAY CHILD.
RUN AND DON'T LOOK BACK.
MAKE HASTE AND MILES OF DISTANCE BETWEEN YOU AND THIS PLACE,
AND TAKE WITH YOU YOUR BROKEN DREAMS.
RUN AND MAKE TIME MEAN NOTHING.
LET YOUR FEET AND THE NIGHT AIR CARRY YOU AWAY,
NO LUGGAGE;
JUST YOUR BAGGAGE AND YOUR THOUGHTS,
AND  THE CLOTHES ON YOUR BACK.
RUN AWAY CHILD, AND DON'T LOOK BACK.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

On To The Next One


Now despite all the conspiracy theories about J and this video that are floating about (which by the way i think is bull shit, and I'm not about to make this blog about whether Jay-Z is a Devil worshiper or not) [rolls eyes*], The video is actually pretty awesome. With his vision and director Sam Brown's talent, an edgy, artsy but luxuriously visual video was created. The camera movements are pretty simple but that is only to accommodate the striking imagery, a mix of art and pop culture that obviously makes a strong statement. Since 99 problems rap videos have become more and more artistic and complexed, not just about shiny jewelry, half naked women or overly pricey cars, but real thought provoking content or in other words art.

Oh, and by the way The Blue print 3 is my favorite album for this year I constantly have it on replay so i suggest you lend it an ear.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

THE STARBOX


The first time I heard that word (starbox) I had no idea what it meant. To be honest I assumed that it was some high fashioned accessory; and I guess it can be considered that way too. I mean, it was described as something that all women wanted to have and all men just plain straight wanted. But starbox, a.k.a good pu**y or the whole package is what makes the world go round.

Now I know that I've got the starbox, ; ) and I'm not bragging but I've consistently been complemented on my starbox quality (hehehe). but anyways lets not make this about me.

The real issue is the music. I've recently returned home from a long stay away. In my country, Jamaican dancehall is a major part of the music scene and lifestyle of a lot of young people. For the most part the lyrical content are usually either sexual, violent or sexually violent. I would love to pretend that we all know that these are just lyrics, but sadly I have been proven wrong time and time again.

Both young women and some not sooo young men are convinced ( it seems by this music) that when it comes to sex, girls must want their cuchies "daggered", "beaten", "pounded", "stabbed" and other such violent variations of homicidal vocabulary. But it doesn’t end there, this same daggered and beaten private part must still stay tight, and with sufficient control over the elasticity of her vaggie muscles the female in possession of said organ must be able to "quint it pon de edge". Ohhhh yeah... it means exactly what you think it does.

I totally understand the need for the occasional rough kinky sex (the vex sex as a good friend calls it) I mean no one likes monotony especially when it comes to the nookie, but ya'll cant be serious, this is not and should not be the standard. If you have that starbox, having it pounded on such a regular basis would definitely depreciate your starbox value. But damn, even if you aren't one of the chosen few, allowing someone to treat your vagina like a piece of conch, or “a child who has done something wrong” can not only be unhealthy mentally and physically but ruins any chances of you having a twat worth fucking anyway.

Ladies, your pu**y is a place for pleasure, a place where you can find joy, a place that should be nurtured and cared for, and not only by your man but also by your self. Part of having that starbox quality is maintenance. Just cause you ain't got a man, don’t mean that you can't take care of her your self, after all practice makes perfect,(and you don’t need a whole team to practice, you can shoot the hoops all by your self) on the other hand f***ing every Tom, Dick or Harry that you find cute won’t cut it either. You've got to start respecting yourselves and your vaginas will respect you. A starbox is that way because it is not mistreated nor abused but pampered.

Friday, March 27, 2009

RASTAMAN



I am a Rastaman,
I belong to the Rasta clan,
I wear no shoes and I wrap me head
I carry a staff and I grow me dreds.

I am a Rastaman.
Bun Bablyon is me theme song
bun battyman is the creed long
bun Jesus and the government
bun school and catholic sacriment.

He told me he was a Rastaman,
Bongo dred, who listen to Bob Marley.
Twelve Tribe whose name start wid "i"
Ignorante.
Lost sheep, and he high.

He claim he is a Rastaman
but he don't know what is Rastafari,
what is love and peace and justice.
he blinded, his life is a lie.

He ain't no Rastaman,
just a child searching for a home
like a dog searching for a bone.
He lost in the ocean
sinking like stone.

Rastafari is not ignorance.
It's the truth and the search for the Almighty plans
Walking in the ways of the Most High's commands,
For rightousness and justice a Rastaman stands.

Meditating on the scriptures
love and a strong lion heart.
And for the Rastaman knowledge is the start.
The school will teach you to count and read
Rastafari will teach what really counts to his seed.

Respect and love for yo fellow man.
never afarid to lend a helping hand.
But brimstone and fire fo Bablylon.

Hard work and honesty with yoself and Jah.
Pride in yo race,
hope in Africa.
Cleanliness, and love fo nature,
Prudence in the use ah ganja.

Each man have to search and find his own way.
But yo family and His Majesty come first everyday.
learn humbleness in thoughts, words and deeds.
forget about vice and hate and greed.
One Love, One Aim, One Destiny.
A real Rasta search for truth
so let him be.



For King Jua

my daddy...my teacher






Sunday, February 1, 2009

TEMEL NOSCE


“Know thy self, and to man and God be true
-Imhotep-


I've recently watched the golden globe winner 'Slum Dog Millionaire' a Danny Boyle film, director of another favorite of mine 'trinspotting'. It was a superbly directed movie (duh) although it's low budget was obvious, this didn't seem to make it look cheap. The story was complete and the characters were clearly defined yet there was some ambiguity about them that had to do with their life situation. If you haven't seen it yet I wont spoil it for you, all I would say is that it was as deserving of its golden globes as Heath Ledger was of his Oscar (!YEAH!!!).


Anyway after we turned off the computer and snuggled in to bed I couldn't fall asleep. Something about the movie was picking at my brain. You see earlier that evening I was reading a book by H.D Lawrence called the 'Plumed Serpent'. I hadn't gotten very far, chapter 3 to be exact, but it was obvious that a central theme in the novel was identity. This book tackled the strange dark ambiguity of Mexico and Mexicans and their seemingly lack and search of an identity.

You see you wouldn't quite get it unless you've lived there, but Mexicans are a very strange and contradicting people. They are complacent yet always against something, always protesting an “injustice”. They are lazy but most of them work 6 days a week sun up to sun down. Their favorite saying is !Viva Mexico! But here there is so much death not just of the body but also of the soul. They do not know who they are, and thus can never be congruent in their actions.


There seemed to be a slightly similar thing happening in 'Slum Dog Millionaire'. There is a struggle with identity that equally is not so much on a personal basis
but on a national level. The whole of India is caught up with the implications of identity, caught up in the web of labels and stereotypes so much that people do not even know who they are, only who they are supposed to be.


I began to think about my own identity, about where I came from, my roots. My thoughts drifted to my ancestors. To who they were before they were sold into slavery, what their names were, what they did for a living, where they had lived. I thought about their forced journey, their lives as slaves and how they lived after 1833. I wondered about how their blood came down through time to reach to me, and if they were in some place looking down on me.

It made me think in my father, a Rastaman whose dream it is to reach the shores of the land of his ancestors. And for the first time I truly understood how he feels. That night I had a hole inside me that I felt could not be filled unless I had something more to hold on to than a history of slavery and vague stories of a great civilizations. I understood then the drive Alex Heley had to find out where he had come from. It seemed to be the only thing that could complete me.

Deep down I think we all need that sense of connection to something that could define us, that could give us a sense of origin and identity. Marcus Garvey once said; “For man to know himself is for him to feel that for him there is no human master” I supposed that being dominated for so many centuries by others had taken away my identity. I felt no bitterness nor hate, just an insatiable need to know.


Thursday, January 1, 2009

Oil on Wood ...Audrey Kawasaki

Audrey Kawasaki is my new favorite artist..... she rocks. Her works are oil paintings on wood panels that can be described as a fusion of Art Nouveau and Japanese manga. Kawasaki's art features erotic images of adolescent girls drenched in meloncoly and sensuality. There is something haunting and even disturbing about her paintings. They are highly illustrative and draw you in to the story of each girl. People usually either like her frames or they don't. I LOVE THEM.
I invite you to scrutinize, analyze and enjoy her celebration of sensuality, femininity and strangeness. These are just a few of my favorites. For more check out her official web site www.audrey-kawasaki.com



I'm still here (2008)


My Dishonest Heart (2008)


Collab with Stella Im Hultberg (2008)


Two sisters (2008)

She who dears (2008)

Longing (2008)

The Strangers (2008)

Her secret bird (2008)

Karamari (2008)

Possessed (2008)

Futari Hitori de (2007)


Memai (2007)


Oiran (2007)


Minami no uta (2007)



Yume no ato (2006)


Aisai 1 (2006)


Setsuna 1 (2006)


Koto de doozo (2006)


Octo Girls (2006)



Horn girl (2006)


Lydia (2006)


Oyasumi (2006)


Rat Girl (2005)


Green (2005)


Touch me (2005)


Lick Face (2005)


Two girls (2005)


wanting (2008)


Reconcile (2008)


Stare (2008)


Okimiyage (2008)


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HAPPY NEW YEAR ¡¡¡¡ to every body, wishing you a year filled with beauty, pleasure, love and properity.

and dont forget...
.:have a tasty day:.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Nothing is Random




We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like?
- Jean Cocteau

Are there random events? This philosophical, religious, scientific and spiritual debate has given us many logical and magical answers to the enigma of chance and randomness. As you may well imagine, scientist can prove with their equations that there are indeed random events. The decay of radioactive material and other sub atomic processes are random, although governed by statistical laws there are no clear evidence of action and reaction. That is: what cannot be seen under a microscope or explained using numbers, symbols and jargon normal people will never understand or find interesting, will be considered as random until further notice. I say until further notice because we all know that science (the great gift to humanity that it is) is not infallible.

On the other hand, for less lineal thinkers, science will never be able to explain the substance of the universe, how beautiful blue days end in golden dimness, or at what hour the milk man decides to get up. It is unable to explain free will or examine and measure the hearts and thoughts of men. Science is unable to explain meaning. In a spiritual universe there is constant action and reaction, where is there room for randomness?

Every thing happens because something made it happen. From a religious perspective the reason for all is an almighty creator, Allah, Buddha, the Christian God, his Son Jesus and their mortal enemy Lucifer, the Jewish God, Selassie, Brahma, Zeus, etc. Here faith gives meaning to everything.

From the perspective of reason, one can deduce that if the universe was created from energy (the source yet scientifically unknown), that would imply cause and effect, and thus an absence of randomness. It is known that the universe was in a far hotter and denser state than it is now. The current state is the result of constant expansion due to cooling, again action and reaction. Now holding in mind that the definition of the universe is “everything that physically exists: the entirety of space and time, all forms of matter, energy and momentum, and the physical laws and constants that govern them, or in a slightly different contextual sense, denoting such concepts as the cosmos, the world or Nature;” i.e. everything. There fore it is reasonable to assume that everything in existence is the result of something else and thus is not random. The question of scientific proof is strictly another.

In a magical universe, very similar to a religious one, there are things that exist that are beyond our reason, beyond science and even beyond the tangible -ness of our world. From this perspective the explanation is even less relevant. Things just are and every thing from the sands of the ocean to the dreams that you have at night are connected. The act of existence is the explanation. Luck and randomness are just simply terms used to cover huge gray gaps in human understanding. The factors involved are numerous and largely unknown, but never random.

The question of luck or chance or randomness is an old one, and one I believe will never be reduced to one universal explanation. But the above was my take on it all, and in a nutshell, to make my opinion clear, I do not believe in luck or randomness. My reason is neither religious nor scientific, it’s just how I feel. I suppose that that would qualify as magical. I can't have lived the life that I have, and not believe that there is a connection between all things physical and intangible,nor can i believe that everything can be explained by us, humans who only know and use a small part of our own physical and mental resources.

.:HAVE A TASTY DAY:.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

POP CORN AND SODA

So I love watching movies, although I tend to fall asleep watching them at home with my Hershies Man. Simply cause I'm so darn tired most of the time. So I really prefer going to the movies instead of waiting for the DVD release, although sometimes you know we have no choice. Anyway the two best movies I've seen recently were Reign Over Me (2007) and The Dark Knight (2008).

LET IN THE UNEXPECTED


MOVIE: Reign Over (Me 2007)
IMDB RATING: 7.8/10
DIRECTOR: Mike Binder
WRITER: Mike Binder
STARING: Adam Sandler
Don Cheadle
Jada Pinkett Smith
Liv Tyler
Sometimes we all get lost and need someone to help us along. That is what this movie is about. I was so inspired by Sandler's performance, as he played a rattled and fragile character who hides away from the world to deal with his profound grief. His scooter, his head phones ans his video games are Charlie's escape. But there comes a time when we all must face our nightmares in order to move on. Alan Johnson (Cheadle), plays a man who is also lost, but lost in what he has, Charley on the other hand is lost in what he has lost. They both help each other to find their way. “Reign Over Me” is an amazing movie, the story is almost perfectly supported by the acting. I was truly touched by it's messages. It is definitely worth the watch.





WHY SO SERIOUS?



MOVIE: The Dark Knight (2008)
IMDB RATING: 9.5 /10 (#1 )
DIRECTOR: Christopher Nolan
WRITER: Johnathan Nolan & Christopher Nolan
STARING: Christian Bale
Micheal Caine
Heath Ledger
Aaron Eckhart
Morgan Freeman
Maggie Gyllenhaal


Chaos is unleashed in Gotham by a psychopathic, mass murdering, schizophrenic clown with zero empathy. Batman and Harvey Dent are driven to their limits when forced to deal with this anarchy. I was blown away by Nolan's sublime directing, the pacing of this movie was so well paced, managing to keep the audience enthralled for 3 hours. Every actor shines, but Ledger's performance was surprisingly excellent by any standards. The Broke Back Mountain actor transformed himself into the most terrifying Joker ever seen. The movie was not just another super hero flick, its deeply philosophical themes which follows from “Batman Begins” puts a new twist on action movies. If u haven't seen it yet........ well you are missing a part of 'good movie' history.





Favorites
1. The Dark Knight
2. Brave heart
3. Finding Nemo
4. The Devil's Advocate
5. 300
6. Reign Over me
7. Juno
8. A guid to recognizing your saints
9. Trainspotting
10. Matrix Reloaded


really dad movies (in my opinion)
1. Iron Man
2. The Mummy: Tumb of The Dragon Worrior
3. 10 000 BC
4. Chronicles of Ridick
5. Rambo IV
6. Gigli
7. Half Past Dead
8. Glitter
9. Epic Movie
10. Ameerican Pie 2